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Music video by Blackstreet performing No Diggity. (C) 1996 Interscope Records
WHEN BIGGIE SCHOOLS TEACHER IN MATH GETS KICKED OUT OF CLASS DANCES OUT
Artist: Wait What Song: Dead Wrong Intro Album: the notorious xx 1. dead wrong intro 2. juicy-r 3. it's all about the crystalizabeths 4. islands is the limit 5. one more chance for a heart to skip a beat 6. suicidal fantasy 7. everyday shelter 8. basic hypnosis 9. infinite victory 10. the curious incident of big poppa in the nighttime 11. mo stars mo problems The music is property of Wait What. If you like their music consider buying their work or going to shows to support them.
The Notorious B I G - Gimme The Loot Yeah. Motherfuckers better know... huh, huh. Lock your windows, close your doors. Biggie Smalls, huh...yeah. Verse One: My man Inf left a Tec and a nine at my crib Turned himself in, he had to do a bid A one-to-three, he be home the end of '93 I'm ready to get this paper, G, you with me? Motherfucking right, my pocket's looking kind of tight and I'm stressed, yo Biggie let me get the vest No need for that, just grab the fucking gat The first pocket that's fat the Tec is to his back Word is bond, I'm a smoke him yo don't fake no moves (what?) Treat it like boxing: stick and move, stick and move Nigga, you ain't got to explain shit I've been robbin motherfuckers since the slave ships with the same clip and the same four-five Two point-blank, a motherfucker's sure to die That's my word, nigga even try to bogart have his mother singing "It's so hard..." Yes, love love you're fucking attitude because the nigga play pussy that's the nigga that's getting screwed and bruised up from the pistol whipping webs on the neck from the necklace stripping Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing bitches too up the herring bones and bamboos I wouldn't give fuck if you're pregnant Give me the baby rings and a #1 MOM pendant I'm slamming niggaz like Shaquille, shit is real When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal 'cos Mom Duke ain't giving me shit so for the bread and butter I leave niggaz in the gutter Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous Crazier than a bag of fucking Angel Dust When I bust my gat motherfuckers take dirt naps I'm all that and a dime sack, where the paper at? Verse Two: Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up and I'm shooting niggaz quick if you hiccup Don't let me fill my clip up in your back and head piece The opposite of peace sending Mom Duke a wreath You're talking to the robbery expert Stepping to your wake with your blood on my shirt Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant 'cos when I lick shots the shits is persistent Huh, goodness gracious the papers Where the cash at? Where the stash at? Nigga, pass that before you get your grave dug from the main thug, .357 slug And my nigga Biggie got an itchy one grip One in the chamber, 32 in the clip Motherfuckers better strip, yeah nigga peel before you find out how blue steel feel from the Beretta, putting all the holes in your sweater The money getter motherfuckers don't have better Rolex watches and colourful Swatches I'm digging in pockets, motherfuckers can't stop it Man, niggaz come through I'm taking high school rings too Bitches get strangled for they earrings and bangles and when I rock her and drop her I'm taking her door knockers And if she's resistant "baka! baka! baka!" So go get your man bitch he can get robbed too Tell him Biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do? I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it and if I set it the cocksucker won't forget it Verse Three: Man, listen all this walking is hurting my feet But money looks sweet (where at?) in the Isuzu jeep Man, I throw him in the Beem, you grab the fucking C.R.E.A.M and if he start to scream "bam! bam!", have a nice dream Hold up, he got a fucking bitch in the car Fur coats and diamonds, she thinks she a superstar Ooh Biggie, let me jack her, I kick her in the back Hit her with the gat... Yo chill, Shorty, let me do that... Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the block The bitch act shocked, gettin shot on the spot (Oh shit! The cops!) Be cool, fool They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts (So why the fuck he keep lookin?) I guess to get his life tooken I just came home, ain't trying to see Central Booking Oh shit, now he lookin in my face You better haul ass 'cos I ain't with no fucking chase So lace up your boots, 'cos I'm about to shoot A true motherfucker going out for the loot
Music video by Puff Daddy performing It's All About the Benjamins. Off the album No Way Out. © 1997 Bad Boy As featured on DJ Xclusive City’s top-ranked podcast. Click to listen to DJ Xclusive City’s podcast: iTunes: http://smarturl.it/XclusiveCityPodcast Google Play: http://smarturl.it/GooglePlayPodcast More from DJ Xclusive City: Ya Mean: https://youtu.be/nCrZJEovi2w Bounce & Lean: https://youtu.be/Mj8bC4skSG4 More great classic hip hop videos here: http://smarturl.it/ClassicHipHop?IQid... Connect with DJ Xclusive City: Website: http://www.djxclusivecity.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/djxclusivecity Twitter: https://twitter.com/djxclusivecity Instagram: https://instagram.com/djxclusivecity Soundcloud: http://www.soundcloud.com/DJXclusiveCity Snapchat: https://www.snapchat.com/add/djxclusivecity Subscribe to Xclusive City on YouTube: http://smarturl.it/XclusiveCitySub --------- Lyrics: [Intro] [Verse 1: Puff Daddy] Now, what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballers, shot callers, brawlers Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace Yeah, livin' the raw deal Three course meals: spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal But still, everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin' to bury Seven zeros over in Rio Di Janeiry Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard On your Hot 9-7 every day, that's my word Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums Five plus five's, who drive Millenniums It's all about the Benjamins, what I get a fifty pound bag of eu for the mutts Five carats on my hands with the cuts And somethin' European chromed out with the clutch, what [Verse 2: Jadakiss] I want it all figured out, fuck bein' a broke nigga Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles Enormous cream, forest green Benz jeep For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle [Verse 3: Sheek] I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's Mienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa And the Latin chick transportin' in the chocha Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober Lex and Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas Stash in the building with this chick named Alona From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin' Italian music down the river with your chick clingin' To my bizzalls, player, you mad false Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul [Hook] It's all about the Benjamins, baby It's all about the Benjamins, baby Now, what y'all wanna do? It's all about the Benjamins, baby Wanna be ballers, shot-callers It's all about the Benjamins, baby Brawlers, who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers It's all about the Benjamins, baby On the low from the Jake in the Taurus [Verse 4: Lil' Kim] Uh, uh, what the blood clot Wanna bumble with the Bee, huh? Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family Dressed in all black like The Omen Have your friends singin', "This is for my homie" And you know me from makin' niggas so sick Floss in my Six, with the 'Lex on the wrist If it's murder, you know she wrote it German Ruger for yo' ass, bitch, deep throat it Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted Suck a dick, all that bullshit you kick Player-hatin' from the sideline Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? I'm a Goodfella kinda lady Stash 380's in Mercedes Puffy, hold me down, baby! Only female in my crew and I kick shit Like a nigga do, pull the trigger too, fuck you! [Verse 5: The Notorious B.I.G.] I been had skills, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill' The ice grill make it hard to figure me Liquor be kickin' me in my asshole Undercover Donnie Brasco Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740 Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat? Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway Player haters, get away or my lead will spray Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's, what [Outro]
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Beat: WANiEWO - Wenn Trauer regiert Lyrics: Er heißt Alex, vor 16 Jahr'n in Deutschland gebor'n, durch sein hoffnungsloses Leben is' sein Lachen erfror'n. Seine Eltern - keine Arbeit - auf den Staat angewiesen, die Wohnung - zu klein - er hängt tags auf den Wiesen. Die Schule ist ihm sowieso scheißegal, er zerstört zwar seine Zukunft und das weis er ja, doch zum lern' is' halt wenig Zeit zwischen kiffen und saufen, so kann er vergessen - er will nichts wissen von draußen! Natürlich hat er kein Geld - er muss klau'n. Wird er erwischt, komm die Bull'n - er wird verhau'n. Das sorgt dafür, dass er wieder zu den Drogen greift, jetzt ist er wieder am Ursprung es is' ein Teufelskreis... La drogue, le shit c'est pas le hit Ma vie l'enfer, je sais pas qoui faire Mais toi je t'aime, tu es ma raine Tu peux me sauver faut just m'aimer La drogue, le shit c'est pas le hit Ma vie l'enfer, je sais pas qoui faire Mais toi je t'aime, tu es ma raine Tu peux me sauver faut just m'aimer Then he realize, that he must change his fucking live, because he knows - drugs are like a knife and he struggle and he tries, until he cries Then he see his future wife he doesn't know her name but shes gonna be one too tame his broken soul in this fucking game (what a insane game) he take all his courage and make up his mind because he dont wanna act like a child so finally he solve his blockage hey girl would you be my new XTC because you far from my fantasy and change my fucking past reality La drogue, le shit c'est pas le hit Ma vie l'enfer, je sais pas qoui faire Mais toi je t'aime, tu es ma raine Tu peux me sauver faut just m'aimer La drogue, le shit c'est pas le hit Ma vie l'enfer, je sais pas qoui faire Mais toi je t'aime, tu es ma raine Tu peux me sauver faut just m'aimer Despues de todo lo pasado Quiero dejar todo olvidado Sin ti a mi lado me siento perdido como el dorado Pero cuando te vi por ahi Me di cuenta que mi corazon la te por ti y por eso hablarte decidi para poder invitarte a salir Yo te lleve a un restaurante Y despues al museo del arte Me dijiste no vallas a dejarme pero tranquila nena, yo nunca dejare de amarte Tu me salvaste de este infierno Drogas,Alcohol , robos y un mal entendimiento Pero yo todo lo deje por este amor eterno La drogue, le shit c'est pas le hit Ma vie l'enfer, je sais pas qoui faire Mais toi je t'aime, tu es ma raine Tu peux me sauver faut just m'aimer La drogue, le shit c'est pas le hit Ma vie l'enfer, je sais pas qoui faire Mais toi je t'aime, tu es ma raine Tu peux me sauver faut just m'aimer c'est la drogue c'est le shock c'est mo quartier c'est mon pere ce sont tous le problemes qui font me mourir c'est la vie c'est la fille c'est l'amour c'est mon couer ce sont toutes les choses qui font me sourire